"Your, uh, *cat* happened to swallow the contents of a few containers being stored in Yucca Mountain. Would you mind changing into these lead-lined clothes while we discuss which hotel you'll need to live in for the next month?"
Damn. I think this is was actually a diary and cry for help from the artist. Either they actually had Nanika themselves or simply knew too much and now it's been months since their last upload...
(Seriously though, do hope they're doing ok. Just read the whole thing and finally hit the end here.)
Ding DongOkay, I'm coming.Are you... Mr. Emia?We'd like to have a short chat with you.